Innocent Hell - Harmful

I’m feeling well in your innocent hell

Dragging me down on our way home

Staying quietly behind a shield

Out of words remained unspoken

Not even one wishing well

Or any other story’s to tell

We’re sitting in a cage of reaction

Waiting for some uncontrolled motion

Few times we got the chance to laugh

Eyes were begging tears to get out

This trail of happiness you’re trying to sell

Suits better than your last salvation

Pain is there for us to feel

Not to be a permanent deal

When hatred comes into our play

Forget about the things we could say

Not even one wishing well

Or any other story’s to tell

We’re sitting in a cage of reaction

Waiting for some uncontrolled motion